Peaky Blinders Imagines

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GOOD LUCK TOKEN
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It was the night of the big fight between Goliath and Bonnie Gold.

Your Bonnie.

You walked through tiled corridors behind the arena, heading towards the men's laboratory where you knew he was getting ready. Aberama and two of his men were there with him. They didn't notice you straight away, too busy watching Bonnie getting a warm up.
"Ahem!" You coughed softly in order to get their attention. Bonnie's face lit up slightly when he saw you.
"Can i have a moment with Bonnie, please?"

Aberama turned to his son, who gave him a small nod in response.
"You have a few minutes before the math begins." He told you, before escorting the men and himself out of the room leaving the two of you alone.

"What are you doing here?" He asked whilst he began to wrap a white cloth around his palm.
"I came to give you a good luck token." You answered softly, watching him struggle a little bit with the white material.
"Let me."

You walked over to him, taking the cotton fabric from his hand, your fingers brushing gently with his knuckles, you helped him cloak one his palms.
"Are you still made at me?" He asked curiously.
"If I was, I wouldn't be here now, would I?" You retorted, too focused on the task to look at him.
"I'm sorry I shouted at you." Bonnie said with regret in his voice.
"I just saw that Shelby boy flirt with you and lost it."
"Why?" You asked, although you knew the answer already. He was jealous but you wished he'd just admit it, and his feelings altogether.

It'd been a long while now since you felt the tension between you and him whenever you were alone. Esmeralda had offered to help you, but you refused, telling her it was something the two of you had to deal with on your own. And when you had finally worked up the courage to do it yourself, the business with the Peaky Blinders came up and you had to go.
"I was... jealous." he stated. You stopped your movements and finally looked up to meet his eyes. He was already staring at you, eyes glowing.

"Bonnie it's time, son!" Aberama's voice echoed from behind the door.
"Comin'." Bonnie called back, while you helped him with his boxing gloves.
"Thanks Y/n!"

"Wait, I still haven't given you your token." You noted, and without giving him time to reply you leaned forward, pressing your lips gently on his.
Another knock sounded from the bathroom door, while Bonnie almost immediately responded to the kiss, his lips devouring yours.
"Go win this, champion." You told him encouragingly when you pulled back.
"I'll win this for you." Bonnie grinned sheepishly, his forehead resting on yours.
"No, you'll win this for yourself." You shook your head.
"This is the beginning of your boxing career so go, before you dad breaks this door down." They both giggled.

You watched as Bonnie got escorted towards the arena from the hallway, with a proud smile on your face.
Soon, you trailed off behind them, thinking that perhaps the waiting was worth it. Once you were done with this job it'd be just you and him. And you'll finally be able to refer to him out loud as yours.

Your man, your champion.
Your Bonnie.